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(distant boat engine revs) (birds chirp)

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(water splashes)

(rifle fires)

(man breathes heavily)

(melancholy orchestral music)

- Thanks for everything.

(distant clanging)

(clanging)

WOMAN FROM A HOT COUNTRY

- Hey, buddy.

You feelin' all right, mister?

- Yeah, I'm all right.

- We're gonna pass by Las Cruces.

You can ride with us, if you want.

- That'll do about fine.

(singer vocalizes) (music continues)

- Olympia in the bar. She doesn't wear any panties.

- Who says?

- I do.

She doesn't wear panties. (Arquimedes scoffs)

So, what?

- You have to show me.

- You can see it whenever you want.

(Arquimedes sighs)

(melancholy orchestral music)

- Come on!

Better get in the truck!

(truck door closes)

No, not in here. You better ride in the trailer, back there.

(trailer door closes)

- [Woman] Hey, watch it. I'm not a doormat.

- [Man] I'm sorry. (engine rumbles)

I didn't know there was anybody here.

- It doesn't matter anyway.

My legs seem to go to sleep all the time.

Bad circulation, they say. They're always so cold.

What's the matter?

Are you crying?

(man groans)

(hatch slides open)

(man groans)

(distant horn honks) (man groans)

(hatch clacks)

- I'm sorry.

- Doesn't matter. Feeling any better?

- Yeah.

- Want something to drink?

I've got a little water. Must be pretty warm by now.

A handkerchief? You want a handkerchief?

It's clean.

Here, take it.

- Thank you.

- Happens to me sometimes.

Travel sickness, I mean.

Especially when you've just eaten.

- I haven't eaten since I don't know when.

- It happened to me once.

It was when I found out about Orestes.

It stuck in me like something my stomach couldn't digest.

And until you get rid of it.

Still feeling dizzy?

You know what you gotta do?

Put your head between your knees.

Are you American?

- Leave me alone, will ya?

I'm sorry.

(mumbles)

- What?

- Nothing.

- You don't have to talk, if you don't want to.

Sometimes it's better if you can, though.

You don't know me, so it's...

It's like nobody's here.

Me, I'm nobody.

- Why do you say that?

Don't ever say that again.

- I, I didn't want to bother you.

- Monica used to think like that.

She used to think that there were only certain people

rather than certain places.

Why do I go on about that?

So finished on it.

- Feeling any better?

- Yes, I feel better.

Almost feel as good as I did

when I first came back from the vacation.

Monica and I, we went on an eight-week vacation in Europe.

Hm, we had a good time.

And I thought Monica was happy about everything.

But when we came back, everything went wrong.

And I don't know why.

(water splashes)

Ah, it's beautiful, isn't it?

- It's interesting.

- [Man] I don't know why, but I began to realize

that things were becoming distorted.

Maybe it was because of Monica's attitude that said,

"Here we are again, because you want it.

But all this, that is so important to you,

has absolutely nothing to do with me."

(plane engine rumbling)

- Hello, William. - How was your trip?

- [Man] It was fine, thank you.

- Welcome back, ma'am. How are ya?

- Fine, and you?

(upbeat music)

- [Man] Monica.

No matter how she tried, she couldn't fit in.

Her life was so much different than the life we led here.

My work has taken me to some god-awful places.

We had to travel,

by cart, by car, by plane, by horse, by donkey.

And poor Monica, she tried to put up with it.

That trip was a long and complicated one.

When the boat slipped along the river, I had the sensation

that something different was going to happen,

that nothing of the past would be the same.

It wasn't that our life would change,

just that, somehow, a period of our life had finished.

It might've been the last flight from Europe.

The last trip up the river.

The last time to see the way we were.

Monica had such a fire in her eyes,

and it had slowly diminished.

- Welcome back! - Well done, ma'am.

- How's your son, Abagina?

Did he pass his exam? - Very good, sir.

He only lacks his calculus examination.

Let me take your suitcase, ma'am.

- [Monica] No, thanks.

- Thank you, William. That'll be all for now.

- You let me know if she likes it.

- It's finished?

- Just in the nick of time.

- Here, Monica. Take a look at this.

Isn't it something? Hm?

Come here.

I've got something else to show you, too. Come here.

Come on.

(peaceful piano music)

- Yes, thank you.

I'll try. I promise you, I'll try.

(lighter flicks)

- What was the matter with your wife?

- Didn't fit in.

- Of course, it's too late to give advice,

but if you wanna hear some,

don't pay too much attention to women.

We have days in which we see everything distorted.

It's because of one of those days,

precisely one in which I had to make a decision.

The day we were to celebrate my engagement.

The day I was to celebrate my engagement

with one of those men.

Up until then, everything seemed to be perfectly natural.

I would finish my life with one of them, or even better,

as the wife of the foreman, Argimiro.

(clanging)

Strange. That day, everything seemed to be different.

The livestock, the horses, my father.

Even Argimiro. (man gags)

(mallet clacking)

(horse snorts)

(horse neighs)

- Well done, Guillermo.

- How many days do you want after the wedding?

- Two or three.

(can hisses)

- Hey, Arquimedes. What're you doing?

- Just disinfectin', sir.

- If any one of those animals get sick during the trip,

I'm gonna cut off your balls.

Two or three days?

That woman will need seven days, at least.

I've always liked weddings. Other people's, of course.

I would like to bring you something from the city.

A wedding present.

What would you like?

Come on, tell me.

- Thank you, Don Guillermo. I don't want anything.

- Maybe a new husband, eh?

(laughing)

- He's ugly and he has a voice like a queer.

And he don't wash very much.

But he wants to get married,

and he makes good money as a foreman.

You're lucky.

In life, sometimes luck is as ugly as your sweetheart.

- [TV Announcer] Elegant women everywhere

who care about their beauty always use Charmé

because they know that Charmé and only Charmé

keeps their skin soft and fresh.

- Are you listening to me?

(birds chirp)

- You'll change your undershirt, won't you?

- And smile at them. You got such a pretty smile.

Like this. (chuckles)

That way, you'll never have any problems.

I used to smile a lot, when I had my teeth.

- You'll get changed, eh? - What?

I'll dress as I see fit.

And be friendly with his mother and his sister.

The women in the family are important in these things.

You hear?

- [Woman] The women in Argimiro's family were exactly that.

Important. (light jazz music)

During the whole time of the party, they were watching me.

Measuring me from top to bottom.

Treating me like a future servant.

All that without stopping their eating.

God, how they ate.

I began to get the feeling that this wasn't my future.

I had nothing in common with these people

that, up until now, had been my people.

I began to feel farther and farther away.

(birds tweet)

(truck door slams)

(engine starts)

(engine roars)

- Can I come with you to the city?

(Guillermo chuckles)

(siren blares)

- White shirt, dark jacket, dark tie.

That's what he'll expect.

- What, in this heat? - Yeah.

- Oh.

- You might be able to get away with a short-sleeved shirt.

You check with the head office. William, send a telex.

Any mistakes and I could be looking for a new job.

(mud squelches)

Hi, darlin'.

- Hi. - Hey, what're you doing here?

- I was bored. - Well, I'm glad to see ya.

Come on. Did you hear the good news?

The boss is coming.

- Mm-hm? - Mm-hm.

The president of the corporation, Arthur himself.

Now be careful here. - Don't worry, darling.

- Be careful, honey. All this mud.

He'll be bringing some of the- - Oh...

- And a few politicians, I'm sure.

And a couple of reporters.

And then he'll want us to organize

some sort of a hunt for him.

What do you think? - Simply horrible.

- You're gonna have to help with the social side of it.

Arranging a party, the food, the drinks, and so on.

(gentle orchestral music)

(warm jazz music)

(music swells)

- How many times have you read it?

- What? - Time Magazine.

- This Time Magazine.

It's almost new. It's three weeks old.

A very interesting article in here about Operation Scuttle.

What they do is get a spaceship

and they put all the radiation waste into it

and then they send it out into the atmosphere.

William, he was telling me about it.

- William?

- Yeah, William Fernandez. My assistant.

Say, you know, sometimes I think your head is someplace else.

- Do you know if Angela's coming to the hunt?

- I suppose so.

They say she usually travels with him wherever he goes.

Say, how can you tell me you don't know who William is?

- We studied together at Vassar years ago.

We were very good friends.

I think it's time to remind her of our friendship.

- I don't understand what you need her for.

- If she wanted to,

she could arrange for you to be transferred to Texas.

- Texas?

- Or any other branch in the States.

- No, I've not thought about going back to Texas.

I've helped production here by 20%.

If I don't run into any snags and get all the help I need,

I can pump it up to 50%.

Then my position in the company would go up, too.

(cutlery clinks)

Monica?

I think we ought to have a child.

- What? - No.

I'm not gonna ask for a transfer.

I'm not gonna be just another employee.

A mechanical kiss-ass.

- When we could've had one, you didn't want one!

- Things are different now. We're settled.

- The big fish in the little pond.

- I don't have to go running to Kuwait,

Saudi Arabia, Congo.

- First Kenya, then the Congo, now here.

How could we have brought up a child?

- I think this is a good place to raise children.

The Kramer child is doing well,

and so are the Hawthorne twins.

- No.

- I'm concerned about the hunt. I shouldn't be, though.

Arthur's gonna have a good time.

What about the dinner party?

You made all the necessary arrangements?

Food, wine, music?

Have you, Monica?

Are you gonna be up to it?

- Yeah, yeah. I think I'll be up to it.

- I tell ya, I've seen her. She doesn't wear any panties.

- Oh, quiet, you. - Wait till you see it.

- Will you shut up? You're indecent.

If you're going out with my sister-in-law,

you have to show more respect,

or at least keep your mouth shut.

- With your sister-in-law? I never went out--

- Oh, no? - No!

- That's her business, right?

I guarantee you, I won't oppose it.

It's just that I think that a man looking to settle down,

well, I don't think he should take advantage of her.

- I'm not looking to settle down.

You're always trying to get me to go out

with your sister-in-law.

Hey, does she wear panties?

- You were the one that says he's seen her.

- No, not the one in the bar! Your sister-in-law.

- Goyo, go to Hell!

She's my sister-in-law! Of course she wears panties!

- My father could've been a jockey.

(muffled horn blares)

After he deserted from the Navy,

he raced for a few years on the track.

And then he married my mother.

He's still got his uniform.

It's good that we can talk about each other's lives.

Otherwise, things would be senseless.

Like emptying buckets of water in a river.

(glass rattles)

- [Servant] Your breakfast, ma'am.

(door closes)

(clanging)

(water splashes)

(distant horns honk)

(pensive orchestral music)

(clattering)

(Monica screams)

(birds chirp)

(Monica sobs)

- Oh, Monica.

Are you all right?

Honey, I'm so sorry. I hope it never happens again.

Monica, you must realize it's just one of those lizards.

They're harmless. They won't bite.

I know you'll never get used to it, but you've gotta try.

It's part of the way of life down here.

(knife scrapes)

(distant horns honk)

- How much is this?

- 15 pesos, senora.

(horn honks)

- [Woman] Here you are.

- I'm sorry, I don't have change.

- You can owe it to me.

(dog barks)

(engine revs)

(horse snorts) (warm orchestral music)

Who is she?

- The Goddess of Fortune.

- I accept your verdict, O Goddess of Fortune!

(gavel clacks)

- I don't understand a thing.

- It's Jane's turn.

The ball will knock over one of those objects.

Each object represents a man.

(trophy clangs)

(Jane chuckles)

That man will be Jane's.

- [Man] Monica had a little party, also.

One day, I found her serving tea to the servants.

One of them was a witch.

- More sugar, Senora Tuaka? - I help myself.

- Or should I call you Anna?

Darling, I am so glad you got back early.

I am having a delicious time with Senora Tuaka.

(women laugh) Excuse me, won't you, ladies?

It's a shame to see them dressed that way, isn't it?

They shall wear my clothes.

After all, they're the jet-set of South America.

I shall have to get used to them.

- Monica.

- "Monica" what?

What else can I do besides stuffing myself

with downers and sleeping pills?

- I want you not to be rude to the help.

They're Indians. They're trying their best.

You might even be lucky enough to learn from them

how to become a woman.

- "You'll get used to it, Monica."

“It's your job, Monica."”

"Lay down and spread your legs. I want a child, Monica."

"Learn how to give birth from the Indians, Monica!"

- Shut up! (slap)

(clattering)

I'm sorry, Monica.

It's crazy of us to tear at each other that way.

I didn't mean it. I swear I didn't.

I just wanted you to get control of yourself.

(melancholic piano music)

It's hard enough living here.

We've both got to try to help each other out.

Okay, Monica?

Okay?

(ball clacks)

- Don't drink any more.

- You're a gentleman and you have behaved like a gentleman.

- Well, you know last night I needed some rest.

We had this game this morning to play.

But you know, today is another matter.

(melancholic piano music)

- Yes, that's just what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna talk to Arthur

and I'm gonna make it very clear to him.

I wonder how he's gonna take that.

(warm orchestral music)

(smooth jazz music)

(smooth jazz music continues)

(singer vocalizing)

- I was dreaming.

What if someone else had won the pineapple?

Guillermo?

What would have happened?

- [Johny] I'm not Guillermo.

- [Woman] Who are you?

Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?

- It's me!

Don't be scared, baby. It's me, Johny!

Guillermo's gone!

(chuckles) - Get out of here!

- Come here, honey! - Goon!

Get out! Get out! (Johny grunts)

- You little bitch! - Go on, get out of here!

Bastard, get out! - Go to Hell!

(grunts)

(footsteps recede)

- Those bastards.

- No!

It could've been worse.

The hotel room was paid for the next few days,

and Don Guillermo left me a little money.

Regardless, I was in the city,

and I always dreamed to go there.

- Well, we travel and we travel.

Go from city to city and country to country.

And then one day we realize we never really go anywhere.

- Yeah, and if the bastards of the world

carried a sign declaring what they are,

everything would be a whole lot easier.

- [Man] Yeah, I suppose.

- [Woman] It goes the same for women, too, of course.

- [Man] You can say that again.

(birds tweet)

- Now you're gonna see for yourself.

- Don't be stupid.

- Back it up? - What?

- How much you wanna bet she doesn't wear panties?

(truck door slams)

Five minute stop! Technical layover!

- What is it?

- Uh, brake fluid.

Give me the other kind.

Now some oil.

The small one.

I want it from up there.

- It's the same oil.

I have it here so I don't have to climb up and down.

- Antifreeze.

- A can of antifreeze.

- At this time of the year?

- We're gonna have to go through some mountains.

- What do you know about that? (chuckles)

You're gonna make me climb.

- Where are we?

Can't be Las Cruces.

Want something to eat?

- Yes, thanks.

- But the water's warm.

- I'll go look for something cold to drink.

(trailer door closes)

- Here, I'll give you a hand with this.

And excuse all this bother, eh?

There.

- Hey, Senorita. - What do you want?

Dos cervezas, por favor.

- Hey, we're in a damn big hurry, mister.

- We were here first!

(bottle clinks)

- [Man] Thanks.

How much is it? - 10 pesos.

- I'll be right back.

- You gonna get our antifreeze?

- [Olympia] Yeah.

- [Man] I forgot, I don't have any money.

- Have them on me.

- This one, or the big size?

This one, or do you want the big size?

- [Goyo] Uh, whichever you want.

- Naturally.

- And the antifreeze?

- Come here.

I have more merchandise in here.

Come in.

10 pesos each, gentlemen.

- What?

- That's the tariff to see my ass.

Do you wanna see it? Yes or no?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Attention!

This is a free bonus.

- Now you see it, now you don't. Too fast for the price.

- Highway robbery. - Yeah, yeah.

- For 20 more, I'll take my clothes off.

(warm jazz music)

(upbeat music)

Uh-uh.

This'll cost you 50 pesos more.

- 25!

- You heard what I said.

- 35.

(bird tweets)

- It's an arara.

Reminds me of home.

- What's this?

- A bird. - No, I mean this.

- Tamales. I bought them before making this trip.

- Mm. Very good.

- It's because you're hungry. I make better ones.

(upbeat music)

- 20 pesos more or I don't continue.

- Go on, continue!

(birds chirp)

- There was always one singing in front of my house.

Sometimes, it would make me mad.

Other times, I'd like it.

It all depended on what kind of mood I was in.

(birds tweet)

- I saw it.

It was blonde.

- No, man, no.

What you saw wasn't blonde.

(truck starts)

- When I was living at the hacienda,

I was trying to think what would become of my life,

and I said to myself,

"Even a prostitute lives a better life than I do."

That's what I thought.

Then I met Jorge Antonio. He was a student.

Am I boring you?

- No, no. No, go on.

(warm orchestral music)

- It was when they left me in the city.

One day, I went to a strange place.

It was called Solomon's Temple.

Real weird.

Jorge Antonio was there.

I don't know what he did there, but he acted like the owner.

Everyone seemed to be his friend.

He led me upstairs, and there,

without any formalities, he took me.

No. No, he didn't force me.

We did it as though it was the most

natural thing in the world.

Up until then, I didn't know other men. Only Don Guillermo.

But that night, I was drunk and half-asleep.

I didn't feel anything.

With Jorge Antonio, it was different.

He made me feel different.

He taught me things.

(eerie orchestral music)

He was a very handsome boy.

He was so romantic with me.

He was the nicest guy in the world.

Well, more or less.

Well, more, I should say.

He made me feel different. It was a shame he left.

- He left with his parents?

- No, with my things.

He left me naked.

He took everything.

Except this earring.

Just this earring.

It can't be opened. The clasp is broken.

After that, I ran into Orestes.

The story of the socks.

(cowbells clink)

(cattle bellow)

(cattle bellow)

- Hi. Can I get you something?

- [Woman] Um, no. Nothing.

- Nothin'?

- I came for...

Um, don't you remember me?

I'm the senora who came in the car.

- Oh!

- I gave you 200 pesos. You didn't have change.

- Yeah. Of course.

Of course. (chuckles)

I remember.

Here. Here's your change.

It was 125.

- I'm looking for a room.

- Around here?

- It's all the same to me. I'm looking for something cheap.

- In other words, you don't have any money.

Well! Well, you don't have to worry.

If you like, you can stay here

while you look around a while.

Like I said, you don't have to worry.

I got a separate bedroom.

Hey. (chuckles)

(mystical acoustic music)

- An orange juice, please.

Are you new around here?

- Yes.

- I always stop by to have a juice before I go to work.

- Oh, yeah?

What do you do?

- I'm a whore.

(parrot squawks)

- Don't move. - It dropped out of the tree.

- Keep still.

(parrot squawks)

- You know, I was just about to close.

You caught me just in time.

This is no time to be delivering merchandise.

- Aw, what're you talking about?

I always come at the end of my route.

- Quite a mood he's in today.

- And don't let it happen again, do you hear?

Here I am, trying to build a proper, respectable business

and you come on in here and-- - Bye!

- Bye. - What's wrong with you?

Ah, go to Hell.

(truck door slams)

(Orestes grunts)

- If you're in business, you've got to be tough.

If you're running your own business,

you've got to be tougher! (laughs)

- What's that?

(faint piano music)

- Try it.

- Mm, I don't like it. - It's caviar.

Mm-mm.

I don't like it, either.

(warm piano music)

- [TV Announcer] The luxurious soap

with an international fragrance.

The soap for beautiful women.

- You can't be very comfortable there.

You know, I've been thinking that

if you want, you can have my bed.

Of course, I'd sleep somewhere else.

- Do you think he meant it?

- He expected it.

(passing car engine roars)

(soft music)

(door closes)

(bed creaks)

(bed creaks)

(engine revs) (grass rustles)

(prosthetic leg clunks)

(birds chirp)

(rifle fires)

(Orestes grunts) (bottle caps clack)

(suspenseful music)

(rifle fires)

(heavy breathing) (soft moaning)

(heavy breathing) (soft moaning)

(rifle fires)

(singer vocalizing)

(heavy breathing) (soft moaning)

(woman moans)

(rifle fires)

(woman moans)

(rifle fires rapidly)

It was very easy...

To tell you all this.

I never thought I'd be able to tell these things to anyone.

Like this, I mean. So easily.

- It's hard for me to talk about myself, too.

(muffled horn honks)

Arthur.

He wasn't interested in my problem.

He wasn't interested in anything except the hunt.

- Now that I've talked about it to you, I feel better.

It's like putting on clean clothes,

after not having changed for days.

- It must've been rough for you.

- Yes.

I never grew to love him.

Not because of the leg.

I tried to love him.

(Orestes snores)

(inaudible)

(water splashes)

"The luxurious soap with an international fragrance."

- What're you ea yin'?

Are you talkin' to me?

- No. Nothing.

"The luxurious soap

with an international fragrance."

(water swashes)

- You didn't try hard enough.

Perhaps you weren't able.

Love is a matter of capacity.

Capacity for...

For togetherness.

For tenderness.

For happiness.

And many more things.

And above all, for sacrifice.

I came to the point where I was willing

to sacrifice everything for my wife's love.

- My wife asked me to congratulate you

on the way that you've organized this affair.

Very well done.

- Must give the credit to William Fernandez, my assistant.

He's capable.

He's certainly capable enough to handle the business here.

- Get to the point, old fella, but don't push your luck.

You're a good man and this is where we need you.

Where are those alligators?

- If I ever decide to cheat on Arthur,

it'll be with an alligator.

Having husband trouble?

- I need your help, Angela. Speak to Arthur, would you?

I want my husband transferred from here.

- Is that all?

- You'll do it?

- I'll do nothing of the sort.

Arthur is very much in love with me, and do you know why?

Because I give him many things to worry about.

Other men,

big bills to pay,

and so on.

But I never interfere in his work.

I'm like a holiday for him.

- I don't believe that you completely understood me.

- Monica, I can't understand why you don't like it here.

Do you think you could find anywhere in Europe

where you could bathe like this?

Look around you.

Utter freedom, my dear.

- You must do it. I've backed you for years.

You only married Benson

because he never knew what you were really like.

- What's this? Blackmail?

- Not at all. I'm just asking for a favor.

Remember all I did for you.

Saving you from being expelled from college.

- Don't be stupid, Monica.

We'll go on with this later on.

Come on, now. Let's enjoy this beautiful day.

(water splashes) (gasps)

(chuckles)

What're you waiting for? - Not me.

- Come on in.

- Now, if it'd be better for me to wait a month or two

before being transferred, then that's all right with me.

I'd like to be transferred back to Texas,

or some other part of the United States.

If that can't be arranged,

why, then I'm afraid I'll have to leave the company.

- Then I wish you every success in your new venture.

(waterfall roars)

- Monica, jump!

- But, I can't.

- Hurry up!

(waterfall roars)

- Monica!

Monica!

(waterfall roars)

Monica!

(Monica screams) (ominous orchestral music)

(waterfall roars)

(boat engine revs)

(birds chirp)

(dark orchestral music)

(chatter in foreign language)

- The usual? - Mm-hm, thanks.

- 10 crates, but I want a special price.

- Senor Orestes, you'll ruin me, | can't.

- Ah-ha, but I'm your best customer.

Now, leave before you take my pants.

Hey!

- Go on, have something to drink. I'm paying.

He collects his rent, huh?

Hold onto him. He's a good man.

This is the only thing that puts my stomach straight,

after all that crap I have to drink every night.

Look. This is what that bastard last night did.

Hold onto him.

Listen to what I say.

(dog barks) (parrot squawks)

(cutlery clangs)

(Orestes sighs)

- Don't forget to put out a clean pair of socks for me.

(parrot squawks)

(engine revving in the distance)

(parrot squawks)

(door opens)

(door closes)

- There were tree trunks. Trunks floating down the river.

Some of them were close to our canoe,

but Monica thought that one of them

was one was one of those horrible alligators.

She was so frightened, she couldn't jump.

It all happened so fast and it was all so incredible.

I know words aren't worth anything.

The job in Texas is open for you.

Arthur asked me to tell you that.

I loved Monica. She was so alive.

She was able to accomplish anything she set out to do.

- Your wife didn't love you.

- What're you talking about?

- Your wife, she didn't love you.

That's why she wanted to live somewhere else.

- You don't know what the hell you're talking about.

- Are you mad at me?

- No.

Just seems now that all this has happened to someone else.

- You didn't love her, either.

- Is it all that simple?

- I'm sorry. Sometimes I talk just for the sake of talking.

- You mean to say I've spent my life,

destroying my career, living with a woman I didn't love?

- Do you have any children?

- No.

No, we didn't have time.

- It doesn't take that long.

(horn blares)

- [Goyo] Will you stop chewing that gum?

You're making me nervous.

- I'm trying to give up smoking.

- Throw the cigarette away, then.

- If I don't smoke, I have to chew more gum,

and if I chew more gum, it rots my teeth.

- You're a very complicated guy.

- Shit.

Hey. - Mm?

- Will you take her out? She's a pretty good girl.

She likes to go dancin'.

- Who's that? - My sister-in-law!

- Aww, go to Hell.

- What've you been looking for?

- Me? - Yeah.

You go from man to man. What for?

- I don't know.

Perhaps I was looking for a man who really...

I don't know.

You're the one who's always looking.

That's why you went from country to country.

- Nah.

There hasn't been that many.

- It struck right away, when you were talking about it.

You keep moving around like a lizard, from place to place.

That was the same way with your wife.

- No.

No, Monica knew exactly what she wanted.

She chose her world and her friends.

Then she died being faithful to 'em.

- [Woman] I don't understand.

- Doesn't matter. (tuts)

It's all over now.

(tires screech)

- Repeat what you said to me. - What did I say?

- You know damn well what you said to me!

About my sister-in-law! - Ah, leave me alone.

She's not my style.

And besides, you started all this. That I'm a degenerate.

That I never think about anything but panties.

- It's true, you're nothing but a dirty degenerate.

- Better watch out, you're asking for it!

- You're the one that asking for it!

- Me? Who's shoving whose sister-in-law down whose throat?

- Down your throat!

My sister-in-law?

Repeat that! I'll make you swallow that!

- You're gonna make me swallow what?

- They won't fight. - Why not?

- Because they're shouting too much.

- And this is simply not the place to fight!

- No.

- You have to take care of these things

where no one can interrupt you!

- You're absolutely right.

- And this is not the place! - No.

(engine roars)

(woman gasps)

(both chuckle) (horn honks)

(passing car roars)

- I know a lot about you,

and not just from what you've told me,

but from what we've both been through.

I've been listening to the way you move,

since you were sick.

(passing car roars)

(passing car roars)

(gentle orchestral music)

- Who are you?

Hm?

- Why do you wanna know?

- Do you know that...

- What?

- I never thought I'd be able to feel this way again.

(pensive orchestral music)

(warm jazz music)

(horn honks)

- You want to leave it on? - What?

- The music. - Same thing.

- If you want, I'll leave it on.

You know something, Goyo? - What?

- Thinking about it again, you were probably right.

It was blonde, yes.

I'm sure it was blonde. I'm sure of it, you were right!

Blonde. - What do you want from me?

- Take out my sister-in-law.

- What?

- Will you take my sister-in-law out

when we get back to the hacienda?

I can at least ask, can I? Can I?

- What's your sister-in-law's name?

(dog barks)

(horn honks)

- You wanna see me?

- I don't know.

- We should be getting to Las Cruces soon.

I have a lot to tell you.

- This seems so unreal.

- I feel as if I wanna cry. I don't know how.

I've never been able to.

Not even when I was a little girl and my mother used to...

She really used to hit me hard. My father never touched me.

And that's how I grew up.

- Do you know that thing I've been looking for?

- What?

- Well, I think I've found it now.

A girl, who appeared out of nowhere.

Out of obscurity.

With a name and a face that's unknown to me.

And she's like the past piece of a puzzle.

And without it, nothing has any meaning.

- When I get there...

I'm gonna get married...

To the foreman...

With his high-pitched voice.

High.

We're gonna be very happy.

- What did you say?

- Nothing.

I didn't say anything.

(horn honks)

(chatter in foreign language)

(muffled dog barks)

- [Arquimedes] We're in Las Cruces.

We leave the main road here.

(chatter in foreign language)

- Your handkerchief.

- Good luck.

I'm going to be happy.

(chatter in foreign language)

(trailer door closes)

(engine starts)

(engine revs)

(soft acoustic guitar music)

- Gracias.

Why not?

Sure.

Why not?

(horn honks)

Stop!

Hey, buddy, will you give me a lift?

- Where, where- - Yeah, stay on the road.

There's a horse trailer up there. There's a girl in it.

(horn honks)

(birds tweet)

- Okay, it's agreed.

Two dates a week, minimum.

- 20 pesos a date.

- Agreed upon.

But if you fall in love, you have to give it all back.

- Shit.

(birds chirp)

(horn honks)

- Listen to that crazy bastard!

(horn blares)

Cabron!

- But that's the guy that...

He's crazy!

(horn honks)

- What's wrong now? - Hold it just a minute.

I left something in the back of the trailer.

(melancholy music)

The woman! - What woman?

- We gonna hang around here all day?

- The woman who was back in the trailer with me!

- Hey, fella, you were back there alone.

Did you see a woman? - No.

There wasn't a woman in there.

- There was! - What was her name?

- Well, I don't know.

What'd she look like? - I don't know.

Don't you understand?

You see, I don't know anything about her.

- Well, there's a lot of 'em like that.

She could've gotten in this morning

before we left the track!

Everything goes on anymore, buddy.

- Well, did you make any stops?

- [Goya] What?

- Did you make any stops after you dropped me off?

- Yeah, one, just where the bad curve ends.

Back about a mile. He had to take a leak.

- Hey, you're the pisser. - Mm.

- That's it.

That's where she must've gotten off. Thanks. I'll find her.

- There ain't nobody in there, fella.

You're wasting your time.

- Ah! You see?

Two beers.

I'll find her. I'll find her.

(warm orchestral music)

(engine revs)

(upbeat music)